PS 4248
ATA DU'RE A'CHO KENA MANER RA'JA' MANER KA'CHE
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Roman script
ATA DÚRE ÁCHO KENO MANER RÁJÁ ÁMÁR KÁCHE ESE SHOŃO KICHU KATHÁ
MAN KE UDDVEL KARE PÁO KI MAJÁ ÁMI TOMÁR CHILUM ÁCHI NAY ANYATHÁ ÁMÁR, KÁCHE ESE SHOŃO KICHU KATHÁ
E NAY PARI KATHÁ E JE ITIKATHÁ BHÁVE DODUL DOLE MARMA VYATHÁ KICHU SHONÁTE CÁI JÁNÁTE CÁI BOLATE CÁI CÁPÁ JATA VYÁKULATÁ ÁMÁR, KÁCHE ESE SHOŃO KICHU KATHÁ
TUMI, VISHVER SAMRÁT́ ÁMI DHÚLI KAŃÁ ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ TUMI, VISHVER SAMRÁT́ ÁMI DHÚLI KAŃÁ TUMI BHÚMÁY SVARÁT́ ÁMÁR NÁHI T́HIKÁNÁ TABU TOMÁRE CÁI PRAŃÁM JÁNÁI
ETEI ÁCHE ÁMÁR SÁRTHAKATÁ ÁMÁR, KÁCHE ESE SHOŃO KICHU KATHÁ
ATA DÚRE ÁCHO KENO MANER RÁJÁ ÁMÁR, KÁCHE ESE SHOŃO KICHU KATHÁ
Translation
O the King of my mind, why do You stay away so far? Coming close to me, listen a bit. Do You get pleasure in disturbing my mind, I am Yours not of others. It is not fairy tale, it is historical fact, the inner agony oscillates on the swing of feelings. All the suppressed restlessness I want to speak, tell and explain to You a bit. You are the Emperor of the world, I am a speck of dust. You are Self Established Cosmic Entity, I have no abode. Yet, I love You, and express my salutations, in this only lies my purposefulness.
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